"I would offer, but..." Sebastian had not fared much better, the dark blue trousers they'd stuffed him in were rather tattered, providing tantalizing views for the audience but not much in the way of warmth himself.

Besides this, there was a white scarf of sorts tied around his middle, holding up both the ripped trousers and Andraste's face, in lieu of a traditional belt, but nothing left on top. In spite of himself, and the moment, it WAS a little funny.

"Do you know, the only sailor I knew very well actually wore shirts but no pants. I was not under the impression that one had to choose until just recently."